The little boy that Santa Claus forgot

Christmas comes but once a year for ev'ry girl and boy,

The laughter and the joy they find in each toy.
I'll tell you of a little boy who lives across the way;
This little feller's Christmas is just another day.

He's the little boy that Santa Claus forgot,
And goodness knows he didn't want a lot.
He sent a note to Santa for some soldiers and a drum;
It broke his little heart when he found Santa hadn't come.

In the street, he envies all those lucky boys,
Then wanders home to last year's broken toys.
I'm so sorry for that laddie; He hasn't got a daddy,
The little boy that Santa Claus forgot.

When the music doesn't fit

Eyes
Opened
Can't sleep
Actually ..I'm not even trying, not anymore!
And I don't know exactly the reason why I can't sleep.
Everything looks like a cliché and there are just so many of us ..everything is boring and sad and happy ...
Everything is something ..and some things should be, some not.
So what?

You came to a room and start write things ..hoping
Not to find meaning .., but to have meaning
But we don't have it.